Loss

I'm joining Gypsy Mama for her 5 minute Friday. Its been some fridays since I posted last. You can play along too! Write for a free five minutes: no critic, no spell check, grammar police, etc. Once you are done, return to the momma's website to link with others. Make sure and share a big thank you to the person that linked before you. Ready?



Prompt: Loss

Go

Loss.

Such an icky word for me today.

I've been writing about the loss of a dream. The loss of a sense of family. Losing the dad counterpart, forcing my children to have 2 homes, 2 sets of "parents," 2 lives.

Loss.

I have this thick emotion sitting on my chest as I force myself through this dark 5 minutes. Tears sit just behind my eyes, waiting for beckoning.

My mind furiously rewinds through life examples of loss. Its like it fast forwards to the next without completely recognizing specific situations. Slowed specifics guarantee emotion. Emotion could be dangerous. A flood of emotion and tears held behind the dam built to protect.

A good rain rejuvenates the earth that is my soul, but a flood carries threats of instability.

Pain.

Loss.

Stop.